Dave's Birthday Brunch

This past Sunday, Dave and our friends, Jan and Alan went to a new restaurant here in town, called Mazz, to celebrate Dave's 63rd birthday. That was our actual table, right there in the front of the picture.

They offered a champagne brunch for $18 per person. We rolled in, Dave in his powerchair, Jan with her rolling walker, and me on my cane (my chair is in the shop). Alan was the only able-bodied one among us.  A lot of places don't like having to move chairs around for us, but this staff didn't bat an eye. Everywhere we turned, someone was offering to carry plates from the buffet for us. They just bent over backwards to make us comfortable.


The food....oh my goodness....the food. SIIIIIGH. Roast beef that melted in your mouth like buttah. Perfect pasta with two sauces, the alfredo was my favorite. Roasted chicken and vegetables, baked tilapia that was the best I've ever had. An omelet station, tacos, fresh fruits, mini desserts, and a mountain of peel and eat shrimp. I can embarrass myself with peel and eat shrimp. Plus, the champagne bottle was bottomless. As soon as our glass was down an inch, there was an arm with a bottle at the end of it, filling it up.


Just when we thought the day couldn't get any better, the time came to pay our bill. Our server brought over that little leather folder, and we all waited for her to ask if we wanted separate checks. Instead, she told us the most unexpected news...


"There was a man in the party at the table behind you....he's already gone...but he paid your entire bill, including taking care of me."


WHAT?!?!?!?...Who was he???....We called over the manager, but he assured us the man wanted to be anonymous. 


Why did he do this???.....did he see 4 senior citizens, 3 of us disabled and feel sorry for us??....Did he hear us toasting Dave and know we were having a special occasion that was probably a little out of our budgets?....Did he assume Dave was a veteran, with his flag on his chair and his camo hat?....Did I remind him of his MeeMaw??


Or was this just a random act of kindness....someone "paying it forward".


We'll never know who our anonymous host was, or why he chose us to treat that day...but we hope that this blessing comes back to him ten-fold.


I'm still trying to pick my chin up off the floor.